The Emerald IsleA Poem by Dreamer137I can see all the green of the Emerald Isle dancing in the breeze around me. Just to feel the shamrocks beneath my bare feet feels like velvet against my skin. I spin in circles and fall down upon the cushion of the shamrocks beneath me. The Emerald Isle what a beautiful place.
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Added on February 28, 2012 Last Updated on March 29, 2012 AuthorDreamer137Catlettsburg, KYAboutHi I'm Krynn, I'm 17 and a senior in high school in Kentucky. I hope to pursue culinary arts in college. Writing is something I've always enjoyed, and when verse is in my head i have to right it down... more..Writing
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